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Their trip to Italy had been an enjoyable experience. On the flight home, they discussed where they might go next, Elizabeth saying she’d like to visit Ireland, while Tommy suggested a European river cruise. They talked for hours about different possibilities and places they wanted to see.But something about their relationship had changed. They both felt it, but neither of them mentioned it. The night in Rome at the rooftop bar had made a serious impact on them. While they had many wildly sexual nights in their time together, that one particular night had changed things from what had been considered normal.The final four hours of the flight, Tommy and Elizabeth both stretched out in their roomy first-class lounge chairs and quietly contemplated their future. The day to day world would remain unchanged. Elizabeth would continue to run her company in an excellent manner she had adopted after Bill passed. Tommy knew that he was nearing another promotion. He was excited about his future.The change was between them.As Tommy dozed peacefully, Elizabeth watched him lovingly, trying to put the pieces together. She recounted each day of their trip. Smiling, she recalled each day’s adventure and the fantastic love-making they’d done each night. Of one thing Elizabeth was sure… it simply wasn’t possible for her to love her husband more. There was no question that Tommy felt the same about her. She didn’t believe there could be a more perfect couple.What was the change?Elizabeth picked through every day of the trip. Finally, she came to the evening before their trip to the Vatican.The spanking!That was the key. She knew it.Concentrating on what happened, Elizabeth did her best to remember what happened; what was said and done. At first, she remembered Tommy taking a handful of her hair and pulling her over the bathroom countertop. “Why did he do it?” Betts wondered. She recalled that his spanking was much more intense than usual. He had spanked her dozens of times. It was part of a game they both enjoyed. But this time was different.“He was angry,” she almost said aloud. “Why would he be angry?” They had just wrapped up an enjoyable day. She had just taken a shower and was planning to get dressed. And then… the panties! He had told her not to wear them, and she had sassed him. Elizabeth remembered the conversation.“You aren’t wearing those,” he said, pointing at the panties in her hand.“Why not?”“Because I may want to touch you, and I don’t want anything in the way.”“Tommy,” she sighed. “Really?”“That’s what made him angry,” Elizabeth realized. She had repeatedly told him that she would be submissive, and the terse response made him react. The spanking had aroused her as it always did, but it lasted longer, and the blows were harder than in the past. He had really turned her butt red.Her mind played the following events as if she was watching a movie. Betts could hear his voice and her own responses. As they sat in the rooftop bar, he had operated the remote-controlled toy bringing her to two orgasms. Tommy had never done that almanbahis before. It was almost as if he was trying to humiliate her.“No!” she shouted inside her own mind. “He was controlling me. I had no choice but to do as he said. And then he teased me with his words, almost driving me crazy,” she thought.Suddenly a different memory came to her. The night in Tahiti when he brought her the white dress. Betts remembered looking at herself in the mirror and wondering if the management would throw them out of the restaurant for being so blatantly brazen. Just like in Rome, her husband had encouraged her to show off her body. He had enjoyed seeing her nipples showing to anyone caring to look. Tommy had taken her on the dance floor and openly put his hands on her ass for all to see.It was a process that had been developing over time. Elizabeth had said she wanted to be submissive. In her heart, she knew that the passive role had worked best for her. It made the sex better. In Rome, Tommy had become dominant. He had always had the control but seldom exercised his power over her. “Thom the Dom,” she whispered with a laugh.When she got sassy with him and offered a challenge, he reacted as a Dom would.However, now the question was, just how far did she want this to go? Did she want to be a Sub? The idea had always excited her, but she didn’t understand why. The ‘why’ would require a little more analysis.”As her mind began to consider the question, the pink toy she had put inside her pussy after the plane lifted off from the Rome airport, began to vibrate. She turned and smiled at her husband.“It’s time for me to give you one more piece of paradise before we touch down on earth again,” Tommy whispered.“Thank you, baby,” she said as he turned the power up. “I’ll repay you when we get home.”“Yes, you will,” he said with a crooked eyebrow. “Yes, you will.” Late in the afternoon, her first day back at work, Elizabeth called Helen into her office. “Would you mind doing a little personal counseling?” She asked her assistant.“As long as it’s not about market analysis,” Helen laughed.“No, nothing about the market. I have some personal matters to discuss with you.”“Nothing wrong between you and Mr. Studly, I hope.”“We’re quite good,” Elizabeth said with a smile. “Have you ever had any experience with BDSM?”Helen was a little surprised her boss would ask about such a thing but responded. “I’m not much into pain. Chad smacked my ass once when he was taking me from behind, and I almost hit him. I’m into sex for the pleasure it brings. Why do you ask?”“I haven’t been to a shrink to talk about it, but I’ve been giving the matter a lot of thought. I grew up in the home of an overprotective father. I remember doing things wrong just to get a spanking. I craved the attention I could get from him by being naughty. I moved from his house to Bill’s house where once again, I lived with a father figure. Tommy is hardly a father figure, but we’ve had some experiences that have made me start to think quite a bit.”“What exactly do you mean when you almanbahis yeni giriş say BDSM?” Helen asked.Speaking softly, Elizabeth explained, “Bill was into sex even though he couldn’t participate. The man loved to experiment with all kinds of things. Some things were kinky, I guess. You know, Helen, I would have done anything to keep Bill happy and not thinking about his disabilities. If he wanted to play sexually, I was good with it. I now have a sex toy collection you might be surprised to see. In addition to vibrators and dildos, I have twenty different kinds of anal toys, restraints, handcuffs, probes, shockers, ben wa balls, and other things.”“To be honest, I’m not overly surprised,” Helen admitted. “You know how straight forward Bill was. He was always saying things that made me believe he was a bit of a pervert. Also, I would have bet serious money that you would have done anything he wanted. Your devotion to that man was impressive.”“Now this is just between you and me,” Elizabeth whispered. “Tommy and I had a session while we were in Rome. It started with a spanking.” Holding up her hand as if to stop Helen saying anything, Elizabeth said, “We’ve done spanking many times, just never quite like this time. This time he was angry and turned my butt bright red. But it created a sexual tension that carried on throughout the night. The sex we had at the end of the evening was so unrestrained that I literally passed out in the end.”With her eyes wide, Helen said, “I’ve had some exceptional orgasms that left me breathless, but I’ve never passed out from one.”“I guess the point is we went beyond any sexual experience we’d ever had. We went beyond normal, into crazy, and ended in frenzy. That’s where you no longer think. Your body takes over and does what it wants. It’s almost an out of body experience.”“I could feel jealous about that,” Helen suggested.“I guess it moves onto the kinky scale, but it’s a place I want to go again. Having experienced it, I can only imagine that it could be compared with taking narcotics. You get a high that needs to be recreated.”“Totally understandable,” Helen muttered. “But what can I help you with? Did you just want to tell someone?”“It helps to tell someone,” Elizabeth admitted. “You are a little older and certainly wiser in the area of sex. I don’t know anyone that enjoys sex more than you.”“You know the old joke. Sex is the most fun you can have without laughing,” Helen said with a grin.“I guess my question is… do I want to continue down this dark path? I was hoping you, and I could discuss it and find a solution.”“Listen, boss,” Helen said. “While I don’t know much about BDSM from personal experience, I do know something about it in general. And I think your comparison with drugs is legitimate. One good high demands a bigger high. The question would seem to be, how far do you want to take the BDSM lifestyle?”“From what I’ve read about it,” Elizabeth said, “I don’t want to get into masks, whips, and floggers. But it’s obvious there are things which turn us both on. almanbahis giriş I prefer to be submissive. Maybe it’s because of my father, and nurtured by Bill, but I don’t want to be in charge. When I get spanked, I get so wet that it runs down my leg like a stream.”“Maybe I was wrong not to try it,” Helen laughed.“Helen,” Elizabeth whispered, “Every slap to my ass sends an electric shock that goes straight to my pussy. I don’t think I even feel the pain of being hit. I can certainly feel the soreness when I sit down afterward, but even that can be arousing.”“Maybe we should both do a little online research into the topic,” Helen suggested. “I don’t suppose you know any women involved with this lifestyle.”“I don’t. Maybe I do, and they just haven’t confessed it.”Standing up, Helen leaned over her boss’ desk. “Let’s do some research. I’ll talk with Chad to see what information he can give me, but without letting him know it’s for you.”“Thanks,” Elizabeth said with a smile.“Maybe I’ll let him give me a spanking to see if I get the electric shocks you get.” Over the next two weeks, Elizabeth and Helen spent some time each day looking into the BDSM lifestyle. They found hundreds of stories on the internet as well as websites devoted to the topic. Elizabeth found thousands of photographs of people involved in bondage that didn’t begin to excite her. The idea of being tied to something and whipped wasn’t mildly stimulating. Some of the information she found about spanking was also unsettling. Both women determined that this world is filled with a lot of weird people. One night while Tommy was away, Elizabeth got her sister in the hot tub with a bottle of wine. She knew that hot bubbling water and the influence of good wine would loosen her sister’s tongue.After asking the required questions about Margaret’s new job, Betts moved into a more personal area. “How’s your holy man doing?”“Jonathan is just great,” Margaret admitted. “He’s started talking about getting married.”“What do you think about getting married?”Margaret grinned. “I think it’s an excellent idea, but I never imagined that I might marry a pastor. I’m still thinking about how that lifestyle would work out for me.”“That’s a question that deserves an answer. You seem like an open and honest woman, sis. I think you enjoy sex as much as I do. I imagine that you use profanity from time to time. How would that work out with his congregation?”“I can tell you that my preacher-man is well-schooled in the bedroom arts.”“He’s not too conservative sexually?”“Based on the fact that he loves anal sex, I haven’t seen anything conservative with Jonathan.”“Has he ever spanked you?” Elizabeth asked.“A couple of times,” Margaret said with a blush.“Did you enjoy it?”Blushing more, Margaret confessed, “Actually, I loved it. Every slap to my butt just sent electrical sparks to my clit. I’ve cum so hard I was weak.”Elizabeth was somehow elated to hear her sister’s announcement. “Do you think that Daddy ever spanked Mom?”“Oh, I know he did,” Margaret said with assurance. “At least twice, I heard him. Yelling at her about breaking his rules, and then I would hear the slaps followed by her howls. Then when he stopped, I’d hear her noises while they had sex. So, I guess I come by it honestly. How about you?”